It’s Okay, Mom, Don’t Worry. Yeah, Right!

Only someone who hasn’t had kids yet could believe that there will come a day when a parent will stop worrying about their children. My daughter actually laughed tonight when I informed her that I’m still going to be worrying about her when she’s forty (and older), whether she likes it or not.

It’s not something you can turn off at will. It begins the moment you find out there’s a baby on the way, kicks into high gear the second they’re born…and does nothing but pick up speed the longer you love them.

That makes it really hard when those same children are trying to grow up and mature… and you see them setting a course that you’re positive will break their hearts. It doesn’t matter if they’re ten, fifteen, twenty-five…or forty. It’s our job to protect them, and it’s not a position we take lightly. Nor do we give it up easily. Or ever. I think we just learn to bite our lips and keep some of our opinions to ourselves as they get older. I don’t know about anyone else, but sometimes that lip biting really hurts!

Why am I thinking about this tonight? Because the guy who broke my daughter’s heart about seven weeks ago, the one who inspired my Gonna Drown A Guy In My Septic Tank blog, is back. And since no one under the age of twenty-five seems to be able to learn from the experience of older and wiser parents, I have to sit back and hope that my gut feeling is wrong.

So all I have to say to this young man who hurt my daughter is… Well, I’ll let the guy in this video speak for me. He says it so much better than I can.

The audio/video is a bit off, but this guy says pretty much what I feel.

I hope you paid particular attention to rule number 5, kid. You got to break up with her the first time. Next time it’s her turn. And I hope your heart isn’t just broken, I hope it’s shattered. I hope you cry an ocean of tears. I hope you join a Tibetan Buddhist Monastery and regret forever the treasure you lost.

If, by some miracle, you prove me wrong and are actually in it for the long haul this time, welcome to the family. Rule number 5 still applies.

Thanks, Lena! I’m going to ask my daughter to read your response. Maybe she’ll see that moms ARE capable of giving good advice. LOL..probably not. Like Debra said, she needs to learn on her own…and then maybe she’ll see that the nag in her life does actually know a thing or two. 🙂

If this guy HASN’T learned from the error of his mistakes, I will be very happy to provide incentive for him to learn a little faster.

I love this post, Kristy — definitely reminds me of conversations that my mom and I have had together. It used to bug me, the way she tried to get into my business, but now I love her for it. The mistakes I made when I thought I knew better are ones that I definitely wouldn’t have made if I had used her as a sounding board, and so now I always remind myself that she is a fountain of wisdom, especially when it comes to dating and relationships.

Crossing my fingers that the guy in your daughter’s life has learned from his mistakes! 😀

And I know she needs to learn. I just wish she could learn from MY experience sometimes. All kids seem to think their situations are unique when it’s the same story over and over, through every generation.

I loved the video, too. It sounds a lot like the application my brother found for prospective boyfriends for his daughters. Like which arm would you prefer I break if you bring her home after curfew. 🙂

Thank you, Louise. Hopefully your son and daughter have an easier time with their dating daughters than I’m having with mine. It’s really hard to sit back and let them learn from their own mistakes. :/

There’s a whole lot of praying going on by me and a few other people for her. Some of mine aren’t particularly nice as far as he’s concerned though… And yes, I loved that video. Too bad there wasn’t one from a mom’s perspective. Not sure why it always has to be from the Daddy’s little girl angle. Hope you enjoy the blog over at Samantha’s. And thanks for checking it out. 🙂

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